I'm not Spider-Man, even though I'm parasitized by an alien!

"Hmm, of course, I'll beat him to a pulp."

Gwen put her phone away, still feeling quite annoyed.

"How's the band's rehearsal going, Gwen?"

George, who was scooping noodles out of the kitchen, asked Gwen.

Gwen looked at the steaming spaghetti and said, "It's nice. Could I have another bowl, Dad?"

George turned around, somewhat surprised. "You've been having quite an appetite lately, Gwen."

"I've always had a good appetite."

As Gwen spoke, she set the plates on the table.

When the noodles were served, Gwen looked at the sauce and asked, "Dad, is there zucchini in this sauce?"

"No, I remember you didn't like that stuff."

Gwen twirled the pasta with her knife and fork. "I can try something new, maybe that's a good thing."

George Stacy put down her cutlery, hesitated for a moment, and said to her daughter, "Gwen, I know you don't want to talk to me about your troubles, and I respect that, but have you talked to anyone else? I'm worried about you."

George noticed the worry on his daughter's face recently, and he tried to comfort her.

“I’ve talked to him, Dad. I promise, I’ve talked to Peter a lot.”

Gwen didn't know how to talk to her father about it.

She wanted to ask her father what he thought of the Spider Woman.

But in the end, she looked at the pasta and said nothing.

Following the Brooklyn Bridge incident, the NYPD has listed himself and Peter as dangerous individuals.

Add to that the provocation from "Hunter Craven" that I saw this morning.

Her mood worsened.

"I will be alright, I promise."

Gwen said to her father, "I just find this hard to explain."

George Stacy nodded. "I know, Gwen, but I recognize the look on your face. I used to have that look on my face when I couldn't tell your mother about work."

"Thanks, Dad."

As Gwen thanked her father, she poured the sauce over her pasta and then shoved a big mouthful into it.

No matter how bad your mood is, eating can always help.

George looked at Gwen's puffed-out cheeks and pointed at the sauce, asking Gwen how she felt.

"How about it?"

"How about what?"

"Is this the poster that's so realistic it could fool anyone?"

The agent, wearing sunglasses, pointed to the huge poster on the wall and asked the hunter, Craven.

The poster shows Kraven stepping on Spider-Man and punching Spider-Woman.

Craven didn't look at the poster, but continued doing pull-ups.

He wouldn't stoop to using such fake posters to promote himself.

All I have to do is defeat the two spiders fair and square.

Of course, before that, we first hunted down the monsters in the state park.

Craven told his agent, "This is the information age. Live streaming and personas are all the rage. Your old-fashioned promotional methods are outdated."

Craven, with his explosive muscles and tough-guy face, picked up the heavy dumbbells from the ground.

The agent, watching his partner furiously lifting weights, coughed and said, "Don't worry about publicity, Craven. Leave the rest to me. You just focus on the hunt."

Craven continued adding weight plates to the barbell, gritting his teeth as he lifted it, and said to his agent, "I'm not entirely confident in your publicity."

Watching Craven straighten his back and lift the heavy barbell, sweat dripping from his bulging chest muscles, the agent said, "We've already filmed 66 episodes of pilot footage. Although it wasn't very successful, things will definitely get better in the future."

"perhaps."

He pushed up his sunglasses and continued, "You need a hot woman, and when you need her, she'll show up in the spotlight to promote her products."

With a "thud," the barbell slammed heavily onto the ground.

The agent's words came to an abrupt halt.

Craven wiped the sweat from his face with a towel and said to his agent with dissatisfaction, "You know what? You've done a lot of things that have disappointed me in the past two years. You said you wanted to change the style of the show to suit American tastes, but you haven't found what they like at all."

The agent swallowed hard, looking at the other person's imposing physique.

But he still tried to express his thoughts, "Times are changing, aren't they? Next, we'll make you the embodiment of sex and violence. You are violence, so of course you need a woman."

Craven was speechless.

"Sex and violence" can be explained like this?!

I'm not well-educated, so don't try to fool me.

Taking a deep breath, Craven picked up the dumbbell with one hand and said to his agent, "No need. What I want to do is hunt! And this hunt will be the biggest challenge of my career!"

late at night.

All was quiet; the entire forest of Daxiong Mountain was deathly still.

Without the chirping of snakes, birds, crickets, or insects, it seemed as if the entire forest had been abandoned by the world, existing in a space separate from it.

Peter, covered in a black exoskeleton, stood in the woods.

Continuing his investigation into the "Bear Mountain Monster," he arrived at the dense forest of Bear Mountain late at night.

He was so dark that he almost blended into the night.

This kind of place not only did not make him feel uncomfortable, but on the contrary, it made him feel extremely at ease.

The blood of the alien gave him the talent of a hunter in the dark, a feeling that "only he can hunt others, and no one can hunt him."

Stepping on the fallen leaves, Peter walked to a bush.

He reached out and touched the leaf; a drop of congealed blood landed on his hand.

Smelling the blood, he turned his gaze to the pile of fallen leaves on the ground.

Parting the pile of fallen leaves, a large pool of blood was revealed in a shocking manner.

Such a large amount of bleeding.

After a moment of contemplation, Peter stood up.

It was obvious that the owner of the bloodstains was dead beyond any doubt.

Did Helen make it?!

If the alien inside Helen were to burst out, it would indeed cause this bleeding effect.

If the aliens were allowed to continue multiplying and become uncontrollable, it would definitely not be good news for him.

"Susu!"

The grass in the woods made a faint sound.

It appears that someone or an animal is moving through the grass.

Peter's figure immediately disappeared into the darkness.

"Kacha!"

The shadowy figure that followed Peter entered the dense forest and stepped on a dead branch.

But the moment the mysterious figure appeared, it sensed something was amiss in the forest.

She turned around abruptly and disappeared in a flash.

Peter, watching the shadowy figure from the shadows, had a furrowed brow and a serious expression.

It wasn't because the other person's disappearance was too fast to be detected.

Rather, the other party did not move at all.

There was no vibration in the air, and no signs of trampling on the grass.

The shadowy figure seemed to have vanished into thin air.

Moreover, the other person's figure was so daring that he was speechless.

He is tall, and his long legs are particularly impressive.

The other person was wearing a red bikini that only covered the vital parts of their body.

The exposed parts reveal a figure with prominent curves that resemble a sculpted work of art.

Beneath her red lips lay a captivating charm.

Even without the moonlight, the golden earrings shimmered with a dazzling light.

Her hot and mysterious figure even surpasses that of Black Cat.

The moment Peter saw the other person, he knew that the other person was definitely not human.

Furthermore, was the other party's disappearance due to invisibility, or did they use some kind of stealth magic?

So much so that he couldn't track down the other party.

Peter snapped out of his reverie at the woman's beauty and fell into deep thought.

He originally had no intention of taking action.

But now, in the dark forest, the other party has noticed something amiss and is hiding.

Even if you don't take action, there's still a possibility that the other party will discover it.

The only option is to strike first, subdue the other party, and then inquire about their identity.

He closed his eyes, relaxed, and allowed his exoskeleton to breathe and sense the changes in the air.

He quickly discovered the other party's whereabouts.